Keegan POV:
"I love you," I growled, wanting and seeking more. Her eyes snapped open to look into mine, nodding at the need she read within them. I growled again, tucking her beneath me in a fast move. My hands slipped under her ass, lifting her over my knees, slipping back inside slowly. She moaned, tossing her head back and arching to meet the next thrust of my hips.
I reached out with my right hand for her left, slipping her new engagement ring that I had hidden beneath her pillow. She cried out when she realized what it was, tears leaking from her eyes. I pulled back but kept our hands linked, hovering over her abdomen, as I continued to move inside her.
"I love you," she moaned again. "I'm here. I always come back." Unable to find the words, I only responded by pounding into her harder, wanting to feel her clench around her, needing it. Fear cloaked my words, choking them in my twisted emotions of the moment and forming a lump in my throat. My breath escape
Vianne POV:I lifted my hand, my fingers moving to wave goodbye out the window of the car. Beneath the porch of the house, I had come to know as home, stood the man I truly loved and our beautiful daughter. I tried so hard to keep the tears at bay as Claire lifted her hand to wave at me.Tiny, pink polished fingernails moved in a silent goodbye. Her pretty bow, pink mouth quivered as a tear slipped down her pale cheek. For a second she looked up at her daddy, whispering something not meant for me to hear. He watched her with such care and adoration, loving her seemed so easy for him from the beginning.With a small, hesitant smile, Keegan lifted his eyes back to meet mine. The fear on his face was damn clear as Ronan started the car. I could see as he swallowed deeply, one hand on Claire's shoulder, the other running through his hair in a nervous gesture. He'd been trying so hard to hold himself together for the past few days, waking every night in terror.
Vianne POV:“Jarred said your dad kinda stumbled on it himself," he said softly, tipping his head down so that we couldn't be overheard. "Just like Keegan had. But then Clement found your mother in a life she didn't want, he at least helped her leave it, even for a short time."Two decades that she had no longer looked over her shoulder, was much more than a short time. And she was grateful for it."She told me.""It's not easy to find out your grandfather sold her to those bastards to pay for his gambling debts."I shook my head. "It wasn't, and I'm happy that I never met the asshole. We finally told Keegan the whole story after she told me everything when we saw each other again at his house. My life would've been so different if I was some other person’s daughter, instead of Clement's." I shuddered at the thought, scratching at the wig on my head. The thing itched."You ready for this?"I faced forward, watching as Rona
Vianne POV:Pratt looked at me in question, before I answered, "This will jam any signals and frequencies in the area, including any recording devices."He sat back and absorbed what I said, watching the little device as it did its job. The lights and digital display indicated that it was working, and had jammed several signals within a two hundred fifty feet radius."What you're about to tell me must be important and will have consequences," Pratt finally said."Very." I handed him the list, watching his eyes move over it and widen. "Before I came here today, I had everybody that worked in this precinct, other local agencies, and on the task force you formed, thoroughly investigated."Though his face appeared impassive, his white-knuckled hold on his chair showed me his simmering rage. "And this list?" his voice was cool, but his disgust was evident before he finished his question.I gave him a wary smile, showing my remorse. "Are those tha
Keegan POV:It had been two days since I saw Vianne, and I missed her desperately. Since her arrival in Darwin, the media had been ravenous, hounding her every move. When she met up with Janice in public, at a local cafe, Dennis had called saying that Brant had just become aware that he no longer was in possession of the gun that he'd shot her with. Brant was less than pleased. Once he received word that Vianne was out in public, he'd gone to see her.The local news had been replaying the scene outside the coffee shop since it happened the day before. Brant had approached her and dared to lay a hand on Vianne. Though the men were nearby, she'd been the one to put Brant in his place with a push as he continued to yell at her.I hated the thought of his hands anywhere on her, but when he tried again, gripping her arm hard, she played the part of a scared woman. I knew she hated every second of doing that, showing him and the public an ounce of fear, but the others
Keegan POV:"We have two men in the third point," I said forcing myself to control the anger in my voice. "I have confirmed them as associates of Blake using the face recognition program you sent me.""Fuck," Ricki hissed. "What do you want us to do?""Find out who else knows I'm here," I replied, sitting back in a chair."Done.""Remember none of this is to be repeated to Clement until they're back. Remind Edwin to keep his mouth shut.""Will do.""And add another man on Claire's protection detail at school tomorrow."After a few moments of silence, he stated, "We already have the men. We'll know more in a while.""Thank you."Ricki called me back an hour later. I learned that the men had given up information on your man, including his location and how many men he had in his organization. They could've been lying to save their asses, but Edwin later confirmed it.&nb
Vianne POV:After receiving the call from Ariana, my ex-mother-in-law, I did my best mentally to prepare for what was to come. I knew in all likelihood that what the woman had to say to me might surprise me. Earlier in the morning, she left Benedict, her husband, and Brant’s father, and that had shocked everyone.I also had to take into consideration that it was all a ploy to get me inside the house alone.Agent Pratt and Hampson had been working extra hard for the last forty-eight hours, to make a case against the Smiths based on the information I had inadvertently stumbled on while getting the dirt on my husband. They were pretty close to issuing a warrant on the head of the organization and they could probably do it all without my testimony.That was part of the plan since the beginning, but it was obvious that I had supplied the authorities with the ammunition they needed to put a case together. That was also part of Keegan's pla
Keegan POV:We reached the school in record time but parked a few blocks farther down the road and jogged the rest of the way. We spread out the second we were on school grounds and awaited the signal from our inside man, Gray. Mercifully, Blake’s men hadn't discovered him. Communication had been down for the last hour except for a few precious minutes that Ricki talked to Gray. He had indicated that two men were with Claire, and he was checking for others. Someone was jamming all radio frequencies and cellular signals. Landlines were also down, and the school scrambled to get someone out there to fix it.Since the school was unable to get a call out, Giles members and I stepped in as employees from the telephone company. Where Ricki commandeered a vehicle from the company in less than an hour, I had no idea. I didn't ask questions, I just wanted to get inside.As we walked toward the office, we kept our eyes open for any clues to where Gray wa
Vianne POV:She sighed and took another sip of her tea, setting it aside on an end table. "I know it's probably for the best that Claire remain wherever you have her, but I want her to have her things. I have her most cherished items packed up."I sighed. Claire's notebooks. I nodded, oddly grateful."I'm surprised you managed to meet me alone," she said, her brow furrowing. That was the most concern I had ever seen on her face."I find it hard to talk freely and privately with security on my ass." It had taken almost an hour to outwit the boys at the hotel. That third wig I had insisted on, in red curls, did the trick.Ariana smiled knowingly. After a brief bout of silence, she broke first. "I'll let you in on a little secret."I cocked an eyebrow in question, feeling the hair rise on the back of my neck. Brant was near. I could feel it. She seemed unaware, but then again, Ariana had hidden years of abuse from me. She could probably lie as